|Today is the day we light the pink candle on the wreath.|
Bobby and Sarah helped Dad set up the tree. They decided to name it "Douglas." (It's not ready for trimming yet; it will take a day or two to open its branches fully.)
Becky set up the crêche.
If you've been reading this blog for a year, you know I'm missing a wise man. Don't let me forget: this is the year I'm going to figure out which one I need, and to finally get it.
Last night was the Madrigal Festival at school. Today, my little bell choir practiced "O Come, O Come Emmanuel" for next week, and "O Come All Ye Faithful" for Christmas Eve. Later this afternoon, Bobby practiced his carols on the piano.
Finally, I pulled out the Christmas china today and ran it through the dishwasher; we'll use it for the next several weeks in place of our usual white stuff.
Speaking of white stuff, we are all hoping for snow. I know a lot of people who hate snow, but we're not among them. Besides being skiers, we're optimists. We believe in white Christmases. Now that we're all decked, and have tons of cookies, a little snow is all we need to be completely ready. It won't be long now!